My Beautiful Beast [Angelo/Tarin]

[praiseofblood]

Angelo bit his lip, looking down at the table. A thought struck him. "May I ask you one more thing?" he asked.

[fearless]

Tarin nodded and looked to him curious. "Yes you may."

[praiseofblood]

"Why not find a woman?" he asked, looking at the male across from him.

[fearless]

Tarin smirked as he looked to him, "Because I like men," he told him simply.

[praiseofblood]

Angelo blinked and sputtered, his heart flying into his throat. It was sacrilegious to say such a thing! He coughed a bit, trying to calm his now fluttering heart under that gaze. He didn't know why that sentence sent a pleasurable thrill down his body.

[fearless]

Tarin reached to gently play with his hand. "And I like you," he told him softly almost purring.

[praiseofblood]

Angelo squeaked and pulled his hand back, jumping at the contact and blushing bright red.

[fearless]

Tarin smiled then pulled away, "Dinners here," he told him softly as it was placed in front of them.

[praiseofblood]

Angelo blinked at all of the food. "Oh wow..." he said gasping. He'd never seen so much food in one place in all of his life.

[fearless]

Tarin smiled, "Try whatever your heart desires it is all good."

[praiseofblood]

Angelo blinked, not knowing what to choose first. He finally settled on some pasta and a strange roll-looking thing and waited for Tarin to eat first.

[fearless]

Tarin smiled then slowly started to eat.

[praiseofblood]

Angelo ate, his eyes widening. It was freaking delicious! It was better than anything he'd ever cooked for himself and Giovanni back at the studio. He ate quite contently, trying not to blush under the weight of the other male's stare.

[fearless]

Tarin smiled, loving his reaction. He slowly ate not speaking just yet.

[praiseofblood]

Angelo ate until he was full. He blinked, a pleasant flush to his skin--he had drunken a bit too much wine, but it was alright, the food was delicious.